It's Still Life

IN AND OUT OF AN IMAGINARY DREAM

A dream.
And I wake with a pebble of an idea
lodged in my brain that there was

a table
with me on one side and on the other
the unborn and dead. My babies lost
before term, grandparents, my parents,

a husband,
three dogs, and that seagull that hit
the window like a stone. And there’s

a door
at the far end of the table. It opens,
and a waiter carries a tray with a thick
book called “The Liar’s Dictionary”.

Everyone
wants to know if their name is included
on the acknowledgement page, and

here I am
sitting at the corner window of the
Café of Imaginary Dreams, writing
this on a white paper serviette, and

waiting
for the door at the end of the table
to open.

 

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For Go Dog Go Café. “The Liar’s Dictionary” The title of a book is included in the title or the body of your poem. And The Café of Imaginary Dreams. ©Misky 2022. Shared with #GoDOGGoCafe  #GreatReadsPromptChallenge #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter.